She was a woman. A real, human woman. "How... are you possible?" he asked, and she lowered her gaze to the floor, her wild ringlets falling from her shoulders. "My mother... she was cursed for not returning another man's affections. She had been pregnant at the time, and I was born... half human, half dragon. Cursed to never love, or be loved." A tear streaked her cheek, and Tyrion reached up and brushed it away. “I’ll help you find a way,” he promised, “A way to break your curse.”
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